I’m not as eloquent as the others. Mark Doherty and Ann Barnhardt have both posted beautiful pieces today do check them out.
For my part, I’ll tell the story through music. And may God bless my pastor and priests. Every day this week we’ve had a solemn high Mass. The glory of heaven comes down to earth for us and I am elated.
Here now the magnificent sequence written by the Angelic Doctor.
Language alert on the video below but I sure did get a kick out of it.
So first let’s think about a few things. On the one hand they’re not even the first women in space by a long shot. On the other, these chicks didn’t even do anything but ride to thin air on a rocket shaped like a phallus. Hell, even Christa Mccauliff had to push a few buttons, albeit maybe the wrong one. To top it off we now have to listen to Gayle King lecture us about how she’s a trailblazing “astronaut”? I tend to tune out people whom we never would have heard of except through their “friendship” with Oprah. Listen Scizter King, let’s talk about space exploration when you can find something other than the “oppressed black woman millionaire” card to play.
Also I’m on a flight next week to New Orleans. So I’m very happy to be the first middle-aged white dude between 6’1” and 6’ 3” with a double spinal fusion to command such a flight. Historic moment here. And when I land, they’ll call me the King of Jazz for my contributions to that genre simply by my presence in the Big Easy.
Come on, gals, if I didn’t already think space was fake and gay before I’m sure positive it is now. Forget about thinking the moon landing was fake. These women are making me doubt the existence of the moon itself! I think it’s time to rewatch Project Capricorn.
The Introit from today’s Mass:
“But God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ; by whom the world is crucified to me, and I to the world.
“May God have mercy on us, and bless us: may he cause the light of his countenance to shine upon us, and may he have mercy on us.
“But God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ; by whom the world is crucified to me, and I to the world.”
May God have mercy on us all!
Looking for something to listen to while driving back and forth to your parish this week?
The wisdom of Liguori:
https://www.religiousbookshelf.com/meditations-and-readings/day/2151-Monday-in-Holy-Week.html
Friends, please read the post below from Ann Barnhardt. Magnificent. I love the chess piece analogy in particular. Also, take careful note of the exhortation to have a personal relationship with Christ. I think far too many of us recoil at that term because it has been co-opted by evangelicals. Nonsense. The Second Person of the Blessed Trinity became a true human person. Devote your entire being to Him because He loves you – not just all men but YOU personally! Wake up ea ch morning and thank Him for undergoing His bitter passion and death FOR YOU.
Following on my post about my adventures with sourdough bread making…
A reader writes in to ask:
“One thing that I picked up on your blog about the bread last week was that you said something about “hoping you would have been able to do something so simple when the inevitable EMP hits.” Only thing is, how does cooking bread work without electricity 😕 because the EMP would knock out our ovens too. Would you just place it in the sun on a 100+ degree summer day to cook.
“I do agree that the EMP is probably inevitable, likely even in our lifetimes, perhaps, but I am wondering about that technicality regarding the cooking of anything, however simple?”
Oh silly reader. See my reply below.
“Dutch oven over a campfire.”
If that doesn’t work, most of your neighbors’ houses will probably have been destroyed and/or abandoned. I foresee plenty of kindling for the world’s largest bonfire when these things are actually needed. You’ll still need a Dutch oven but that will likely survive the blast.
Glad that’s out of the way.
In other news, a friend read of my adventures and gifted me a set of bread stuff. Take a look.
There’s something called a banaton in there. And I just thought that was an 80’s metro unisex clothing store.
Much thanks to said friend!
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